G.R.R. Ring King: Chapter 1
G.R.R. Ring KingChapter 1By: Silverback Christianpaw The black wolf's name was Jake, Jake Firetail, although he is known to the fans as Jake FT. He works as a professional wrestler for Gold Rush (W)Restling. A typical poster-boy wrestler for G.R.R. standards: six-foot-four and 255 lbs of muscle and spark. Black fur all over him except for the patch of white fur on his belly that extended all the way down to his crotch. He'd been with the company for eight months and although he had the look, he was trying to ascend to the next level. He was only featured in dark matches (non-televised) and on G.R.R.'s "Revenge" internet show, but he wanted more. Now don't misunderstand, he could have made a good living with the basic 70-grand-a-year for any wrestler that didn't want to get anywhere, but Jake wouldn't settle for that. He wanted to be a main-stay on one of G.R.R.'s two main shows; "WarZone" and "Uncensored," and even one day wrestle on a pay-per-view. G.R.R.'s Ring King Tournament would be his chance . . . Every summer G.R.R. would do a 16-Man Tournament where the winner would get a shot at the GRR Championship. Jake was thrilled to win his Qualifying Match on "Revenge" because he would become part of the 'Elite Eight' as they called it. Not only would he get the exposure he wanted, but would get at least one match on one of the two main shows. Jake slipped into his green trunks and quickly tied the drawstrings. The shining black letters of FT on the hips of his trunks stitched in. The locker room felt bigger to Jake on this particular Monday. WarZone was still a couple of hours away before going live. He wasn't a stranger to the locker room though. Some of the wrestlers were standing around chit-chatting with one-another, some were on their phones, and others in the showers. He would watch the main-eventers pass by and he'd be mesmerized by them. The big wrestlers with the huge, gold championship belts around their waists or slung over their shoulders. He knew that these guys were making much more money than he was, a lot more, but what he was most drawn to were these guys power to hold a crowd in their paws and make them react to everything they did. However, that wasn't the only reason he gawked at the other wrestlers; Jake was gay. It was hard for him to take his eyes off these big guys of all shapes and sizes lathered up in baby oil and wrestle in their tights. He thought his sexuality would make him stand out from the other wrestlers, but he found out very quickly that several of the wrestlers were gay, and not just the ones in his league but several of the main-eventers as well. "Oh shit!" Jake heard a voice say behind him. He turned around to see Nubis Husky with his tail wagging fast, "Sweet! We both made it to the 'Elite Eight'. I've been trying to get called up for a WarZone booking for months dammit!" Jake smiled and embraced him with a hug, "Yeah, we've been stuck on Revenge for too long. It's time they put talent like us on their flagship show!" Jake did a quick bicep pose and smiled and Nubis followed up with a pose of his own. The locker room door opened slowly before a big white horse came stumbling in, dragging a suitcase on wheels behind him. He looked very warn out as he pulled up next to the canines before unzipping his suitcase, "Meff! Mmf, morning boys," he snorted. He had a very messed up mare which was just a shade brighter than his skin. "Hey Andrew, hehe you look like you just woke up," Jake said. "That's because I did, met this fox last night, he wore me out like no one else, I had never met anyone who had that much muscle control, whew!" Andrew slipped his black leather jacket off and sat down on the bench in front of the small line of dark-green lockers. Jake didn't have too much trouble keeping his sex drive under control, at least until he got hired by the company. He did have a couple of fuck-buddies in certain areas but never maintained any kind of relationship. While Andrew was not in a relationship the fox, he couldn't help but think about having a mate whenever someone else talks about a date they had. "Sounds like fun," Jake said. "Oh, it was, but his body was a little small for me. I want someone a bit more my size to be with. Nubis laughed, "Your size?! You're the biggest guy in GRR!" Which was very true. GRR had it's share of giants and Andrew Dale was no acception. Like his cousin, Clyde S. Dale, he was a very tall stallion with the strength to match his cousin. However, Andrew had his own mystique about him with the bright white skin and he was a little more on the pudgier side. He wasn't the biggest disciplinary of the gym but he had great agility for a such a big horse. Andrew snorted, "Not exactly my size, although I wouldn't mind that, but closer to my size, or at least bigger than the fox." "Evening gentlemen," another voice said to the three as a very big and tan lion walked into the locker room. "Cranston," Andrew smiled and pushed his hair up,"Let me tell you feline, your Ring King crown has got serious competition this year because all three of us can easily take that crown off you." "I commend you on your confidence young buck but it will only lead to disappointment. I will easily be the first ever two-time Ring King . . . emphasis on the word 'easily'. Cranston was very proper and arrogant at the same time, but was a very nice lion and a good friend to his fellow wrestlers. Like Andrew, he was one of the larger wrestlers for the company. Though he wasn't quite as tall as Andrew, he had tons of muscle and looked to be chiseled out of stone with his wide shoulders, thick arms, tree-trunk-like legs, and a surprisingly massive chest that was always just barely covered up by his long, fluffy dark-brown mane. Jake tried to keep his legs closed for 'certain reasons' as he sat down on the bench. "I will have my chance to show my dominance on a later day," Cranston said, but I believe today Jake's quarterfinal match is tonight," his smile directed right at Jake which put a little spark in the black wolf's step. "Yep, my match against Dallas 'The Hugger' Bear," he pounded his fists before he unzipped his bag and pulled out a pair of green trunks and a pair of green wrestling boots. "He's a big guy and this is my WarZone debut, so I'm just a little nervous." "Well you should be!" Another voice scowled. All their heads turned as another wolf, similar in size to Jake but definitely not similar in character, walked up to the group to make his presence known. His fur was white from the bottom of his muzzle and all the way down his chest but the rest was nothing but a swirling mix of black and maroon hugging around his yellow eyes. "You should be nervous," the wolf said, "because this year I, Ax Punkwolf is in the 'Elite Eight' and I will surely win the 2014 Ring King tournament." His paws were already taped up. He looked like he was ready to wrestle right then and there in his black tracksuit. He turned his snarl to Cranston and wasted no time getting right in his face, "So lion, you might as well save everyone the time and trouble and just paw over the crown to me, there is no way you are going to beat me bitch!" Cranston stood up and looked down at this wolf. Ax was easily a foot shorter and nowhere near the muscular definition of the larger lion. It looked like Cranston could chew this guy up and spit him out with ease but Ax didn't even flinch. The lion puffed out his chest, "Pardon us, but my friends and I were having a discussion, before you interrupted us. So if you don't mind, I think it's be fair for you to turn around and remove yourself away from us, if you would please do so." Ax smirked as he backed away, "Oh did I upset you? Well, I deeply apologize to you, kind sir, go ahead and talk to your friends about me. Because I guarantee that's what everybody in this company will be doing when I win Ring King." Everyone just gave him an evil glare, but Ax's smirk was as real as real could be. "Hehe, maybe I'll see you in the ring sometime . . . pussy." Cranston growled and started making his way towards him but Andrew quickly stopped and held him back. Ax smiled an evil smile as he continued to back away devilishly, "Just admit it, I'm better than you, I'm better than all of you!" he said pointing to each guy one by one before finally leaving. Andrew spoke up, "Meh, don't pay attention to him, I bet his skinny ass doesn't even make it to the semi-finals." Nubis said, "That's right! Tonight is my boy Jake's night to advance." Jake gave them a half-smile as his tail laid low, "I don't know guys, I'm still very nervous. Dallas is much bigger than me. What if I don't advance?" Andrew put his hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry buddy. He's big, but you have the quickness advantage. Plus, I know from experience that he gets tired out very quickly in the ring. Just stay on your toes, kid." He gave the shoulder a gentle pat. "Alright, well I need a shower if I really look that bad," he said as he reached into his bag and pulled out a towel. "I'm with ya," Nubis grabbed his towel and followed behind into the showers for a quick fur-cleaning. Jake looked down and tied his boots but felt a little jump in the wooden bench as Cranston sat down next to him. Jake couldn't help but notice the big lion was staring at him, he didn't appear to be mad anymore but his chest was still puffed out, it seemed to be getting bigger with each breath he took according to Jake. Cranston's sparkling brown eyes staring at him and a growing smile across his face. He leaned in close and to Jake's surprise started whispering in his ear, "Don't be nervous, okay? Here, let me give you some advice," Jake adjusted his ear and leaned in closer to hear the whispers, until he felt a big strong golden-brown paw cup his chin and turn his head in time to meet with the soft lips of the huge lion press on his in a deep and passionate kiss. Both their eyes close and Jake tried to wrap his tongue around the lion's tongue but Cranston's was too big and dominating compared to Jake's. It felt like his tongue was being pounced on and squeezed for every drop of saliva it had. Every chance Jake tried to fight it back, it would just come back stronger than ever. Jake's legs started to open again as his member got very stiff inside his trunks. He felt the smooth lips of the handsome lion as his fur and whiskers tickled him. Cranston let go with a little lip-smack and smiled at Jake. He pressed his paws to his knees as he got up off the bench. Jake smiled looking up at the big mass of muscle the lion possessed. He tried to find the words to say but his body didn't care to give him the energy to utter a single sound. Cranston cupped the wolf's chin again, "You will do just fine hon, and you will win," Cranston said with another big smile before leaving the wolf with a little poke on the nose. * Oh my gawd he kissed me! He actually kissed me! He's so hot, and yet so sweet and sophisticated. Oh my Gawd I may die! The thoughts of the kiss were swimming in Jake's mind even up to the last few minutes before his big match. His penis was getting every excited and creating a big bulge in his trunks. He took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes but the moment his eyes closed the thought of Cranston smiling at him with that sexy grin creeped into his vision. His eyes shot open and took a quick look around, he had to calm down. The match. Yes, the Ring King Quarterfinal match was his top priority and he had to win it in order to advance or he may never get off Revenge. He quickly walked over to the dry-erase board that was nailed up on the wall. Maybe nobody will see what's pulsating in his trunks, he thought, if he faces it to the wall. He saw the "Elite Eight" drawn up for the tournamentRing King Quarter-finalistsDallas 'The Hugger' BearJake FTNubis HuskyAx PunkwolfAndrew DaleZero SilverwolfCranstonSilverback Christianpaw Jake couldn't believe that his name was in the same list as the rest of these wrestlers.
"Hey Jake!"
He turned around and smiled as Silverback stood with a gleam in his eye as he embraced him with a big hug. Silverback was already dressed to compete with his purple jean-shorts with his big belly hanging out. His Ring King match however wasn't for a couple weeks. This tournament was set to be the opening matches for the next few weeks of shows until they got to the finals.
Silverback had been to the dance before and was a veteran of this sport, much more than Jake was. He'd already been to the top of the mountain and had become the GRR Champion a few years back. He took a break from wrestling but just a few months ago came back for another stint in Gold Rush (W)Restling.
This time however, he didn't come alone as he held the paw of another newcomer. A silver wolf that was little bit younger Silverback. But unlike the big blue wolf he was much more slender and had that sexy-boy look with long green hair. His muscles weren't the biggest but he it was unmistakable he was in shape as the navy blue singlet he wore complimented his solid body. There was one thing however that Jake couldn't help but realize; this may have just been his erection talking (which was thankfully almost completely gone by this point) but the silver wolf had one helluva big package on him downstairs. Jake tried to look away but couldn't help but notice that the wolf's balls looked massive, like two big cantaloupes hanging between his legs. At first Jake thought the silver wolf was stuffing but judging from the shape his crotch was in under the singlet, there's no way that he could have.
"It's about time we got you on the main brand!" Silverback said excitedly. Jake almost forgot about the conversation he was in,
"Er, um, yes! I'm super excited to finally get to be showcased in a big match here. I just hope this won't be my only appearance."
Silverback swiped his paw, "Dah, you'll do just fine. Oh, I also wanted to introduce you to Zero Silverwolf." Jake's attention drawn back on the silver wolf yet again. Zero blushed a little bit before giving him a wave as he uttered a "Hello."
"Aww, don't be shy honey," Silverback giggled as he put his arm around him, "I managed to bring him in when GRR acquired EAHW."
"I believe I've seen a few of your matches, hehe well I'm glad to see you here." Jake lied about seeing any of his matches, he's sure if he did he would be masturbating to the screen seeing that huge junk swinging around in a wrestling match.
A raccoon wearing a sweater that had the word "Production Crew" sown into it said, "Jake! You're match is up next!"
"Oh damn," Silverback said, "good luck buddy, we'll be rooting for ya." Jake slapped his shoulders and got himself fired up. He had to focus now on the task at hand so he can advance in the tournament.
The ring announcer stood in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand as the fifteen-thousand fans packed the well-lit arena. The red light all shined around the crowd while tons of white spotlight shined down on the ring.
"The following contest is a Ring King Tournament Quarterfinal match, and it is scheduled for one fall."
Generic rock music that no one in the arena could identify blasted all throughout the arena and the giant TV screen above the entrance area (called the Silvertron) played highlights of Jake wrestling as the black wolf came out from behind the dark curtain. Soon a bunch of spotlights shined down on him. The crowd gave him somewhat of a good reaction, at least in Jake's mind it was good for a wrestler who wasn't quite established yet.
The ring announcer said, "From Miami, Florida, weighing in at 235 lbs, Jake FT!"
Jake smiled wide and raised his paws in the air. The white light continued to shine down on him and his green trunks that purposely clashed with his dark fur. He knew this was his best chance so far in his career to show just what he could do and that if he won, he would keep getting booked here.
He sprinted down the ramp and slid into the ring as the music played and ran the ropes a few times and did a last-minute stretch and soon a different type of rock music started to play.
A big, burly bear walked through the curtain and made his way quickly down the ramp. Immediately he was welcomed with a smattering of boos as he climbed into the ring.
"And from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 417 lbs, Dallas 'The Hugger' Bear!"
He definitely looked the part, he was a very large bear. He was about the same height as Jake but looked much stronger than him. Dallas had the big gut to him, Jake had wrestled bears before and learned that their guts cover up a lot of muscle. They didn't call Dallas "The Hugger" because he was soft and cuddly, but because he had the most lethal bear-hug submission hold in the federation. Many have said if he locks it in, there is simply no way out. Plus, no flash needed. Just a pair of black wrestling boots and very thick red spandex pants, letting nothing but his strength do the talking.
The bear growled. But ever since the kiss he got just a short while ago from Cranston the fears he had were gone without a trace. He couldn't believe Cranston kissed him, it was such an amazing kiss, it was also so unexpected. But then the lion left to go to the G.R.R. offices immediately after the kiss. Was he playing a game with him? Or maybe it was just a good luck kiss. Either way, it was building happy butterflies in his stomach the size of eagles. So much that his tail was wagging fast.
Ding-ding-ding.
Jake and Dallas lock up in the center of the ring, Jake tried to push his opponent into the nearest turnbuckle but the bear was too strong, pushing Jake away with his over-powering strength causing Jake to fly back and almost land on his neck. Dallas stomped thunderous footsteps on the canvas, Jake thought quick and kicked the towering bear right in the knee, which caused him to hit face-first into the top turnbuckle. The swift wolf nipped back up to his feet with ease and grabbed Dallas by the back of the head and rammed it into the turnbuckle before leaving his feet with an amazing dropkick to the back of the head, sending his face into the turnbuckle pad one more time before he fell onto his back.
Jake knew that every wrestler is the same size when they're on the mat, and needed to capitalize early and often. He quickly hooked both of his arms just under the bear's chin and wrapped his legs tight around his thick waist. Dallas' gut was a much too big to get his legs completely locked in tight enough, so he focused on the chin, hoping to at least wear him down.
Jake clinched his head back to apply the pressure to his opponent's neck and shoulders. He squeezed on his waist as much as he could and pulled back even more to create pain on the back.
"Grah!" Dallas delivered a hard elbow to Jake's side, one that grinded into his ribs, and another to the side again. Jake's ribs stung as he had no choice but to release the hold already before the bear delivered another bone-crushing elbow.
They both got back up with Dallas just a little bit faster than the wolf this time and scooped him up before throwing him down with a bodyslam on the canvas. Dallas grinned as he backed up into the ropes and came back down with a big belly-flop splash on top of Jake.
BAM!
The airways were yanked from the wolf's lungs as the immense weight came crashing down on Jake's torso. Dallas chuckled as he hooked Jake's leg and pushed a forearm against his face as the referee got down on all fours and smacked his paw against the mat as he counted,
"1 . . . 2 . . ." the referee said before Jake thrusted his arm up, making sure one of his shoulders no longer touched the canvas. The fans cheers grew greater.
Dallas grunted as he got up, letting the smaller wolf turn over and grovel as the pain kept it's hold on him. Jake's chest felt like thick stones rubbing up against one-another. He felt a tug on his trunks as Dallas dragged his nearly lifeless body to the nearest corner. A mix of the fans cheers and boos fell on Jake's ears before Jake laid flat on his back and saw a shadow looming over him.
Dallas started climbing the ropes, from the first to the second. Dallas stuck his butt out and started bouncing himself. Jake had watched videos of Dallas performing this move, the Bear Bomb. He laid perfectly still, he knew only one of Dallas' opponents managed to find a counter to this move.
Jake watched the bear bounce before he jumped high and extended his body out in mid-air. Jake got his knees up and braced for impact.
BAM! The bear's big belly landed right on Jake's knees.
"Ahhh!" the bear screamed holding his stomach in pain, rolling away from his opponent. Jake quickly got up, pushed himself off the nearest ropes and came back with a low-dropkick to the side of the bear's head. SMACK! Dallas fell on his side. Jake capitalized and jumped on top of him and hooked the bear's heavy leg, the referee counted,
"1 . . . 2 . . ." Dallas grunted again as he kicked out.
The match was weighing heavy on Jake already but thoughts of the kiss from Cranston kept creeping in. He tried to focus on his opponent but he put his fingers to his lips remembering the feeling of the lion's warm, soft lips on his. But he tried to stay focused.
'The spear' he thought. Hitting his finisher just might do the trick. Andrew did say he's big but doesn't last long.
He squatted in a corner and hunched his body just right, ready to deliver the move with all the force he had left. He had to hurry, as his hard was growing quickly and was becoming very noticeable, he even started hearing a smattering of laughter from some of the fans.
"Oh my Gawd!" he heard a female fan in the front row say.
Dallas got back to his feet and the moment he did Jake launched himself out of the corner at full speed for the bear's midsection. However, Dallas saw it coming and instead scooped the smaller wolf up and locked him in his trademark bearhug.
"Ah crap!Mmf! Oh no!" Jake squealed as the big bear cinched it in even tighter. Jake started to flail his legs and he pushed on the bear's chest to try and wiggle his way out but it was no use. Dallas squeezed Jake by his waist so tight that it was getting very hard for Jake to breathe . . . and his hard was not going away. With the bearhug locked in his erection was pushing and grinding against the bear's massive body and pre-cum was starting to make it's way to the surface.
"Ugh, fuck!" Jake said.
The referee got in his face and asked, "Do you quit?"
Dallas yelled so loud it almost burst the wolf's eardrum, "Tap out! Tap out!"
Jake did not want to submit but the pain was excruciating . . . his hard had also reached it's maximum size and Jake couldn't help as he forceably had it pressed against his opponent. Dallas didn't realize what was going on as he started swaying the wolf from side to side in his strong grasp. "Grr! Come on tap, wolf!"
Jake grunted as he kept being moved from his left and his right, "Ugh! Don't do that!" but he didn't say it to stop the pain, the pain became secondary by this point, but it made his dick bounce even further as pre-cum started to ooze. Jake tried to hold back but with absolutely no let up in the bearhug there was now no way to stop it.
"I think you better let go," he tried to say quietly to Dallas. But he didn't listen,
"No! Tap! I want to win Ring King-"
"No, you don't understand--guh fuck..." Jake couldn't hold back any longer as the warm, white, and thick liquid pushed out of his excited penis. The crotch of his green trunks became a dark green instantly. The load was big after percolating for quite a while and the cum started to dribble down his legs and make drops on the canvas but most of the load splashed on him and the bear's sandwiched bellies.
Jake opened his eyes again to see Dallas' expression change really quick into a look of confusion . . . and then to the realization of what has just happened.
Dallas dropped him immediately, clearly freaked out. Jake backed up to see a few big spots of the bear's brown fur had become a darker color. Jake's knees grew very weak, he had no idea what to do now. But Dallas snarled at him,
"You son of a bitch!" the pissed off bear scowled. He went for the biggest and strongest punch he could muster. Jake ducked underneath it and squatted quickly to ready the Spear again. Dallas turned back around and Jake launched himself again right into the bear's wet midsection. Dallas goes down and hits the canvas hard. The fans cheer like crazy as Jake quickly crawled into the cover. The referee went for the count,
"1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"
Ding-ding-ding.
The fans cheers (and some laughter) turn into an explosion of noise throughout the arena. The music hit and Jake rolled out of the ring as quickly as he could and looked down at his crotch. His hard had retreated leaving the stain on his trunks in it's wake. Jake tried his best to hide it by moving quickly up the entrance ramp. The referee tried to follow him and managed to grab his paw and raise it up over his head signifying the victory but Jake snatched it out of the referee's clutches and ran up the ramp as fast as he could.
The ring announcer said over his microphone, "Here is your winner, Jake FT!!!"
Jake had advanced to the semi-finals and will celebrate . . . after he changes his pants.
The match was brutal on Jake's body but in his mind nothing felt better on his aching muscles then a nice and hot, relaxing shower, all by himself and out of the public eye. He didn't want to think about the match whatsoever. He didn't know how Dallas will react to him now in the locker room. However he did get a text message saying that G.R.R. was still going to show the match and just work their editing magic around the end, though he was sure the incident was going to hit the dirt sheets on the internet. Silverback told him one time that any kind talk is good talk for a wrestler's career. But he didn't know if cumming on an opponent on worldwide television was the kind of talk he had in mind.
The water was hot as steam filled the shower. The showers were separated by nothing more than a white ring-around shower curtain. Jake normally took the one all the way at the end of the line at the arenas.
Jake's ear turned and focused as he heard some footsteps walk into the shower room and saw a big pair of footpaws walk into the shower next to his. The water in the next shower was turned on and became equally hot and steamy in moments. Jake smelled a familiar scent but decided to just ignore it and went back to soaping his chest . . . when he heard the familiar voice,
"See, I predicted you'd be successful, and as you can see I was very accurate," Cranston said.
Jake's tail wagged fast, "Hehe, yes! I advanced to the semi-finals! I'm super excited now!" Jake saw a bump in the shower curtain before seeing a paw move the curtain slightly as Cranston peeked in on Jake.
"Eep!" Jake said as he instinctively put his paws over his crotch.
"Aww, don't hide it, I want to see what the winner's body looks like," Cranston said.
"Hmm, you first," Jake grinned.
Cranston smiled and turned the water off in his shower and pulled the curtain open. Cranston's fur was a little darker when wet but it showed off his impressive physique very well. Jake stepped back and looked down at the lion's crotch; Cranston's dick was already hard as he stepped closer to the wolf. Jake backed up until his back hit the cement wall. Cranston pounced and wrapped his arms around the black wolf's waist and pulled him close into another big romantic kiss. Cranston's tongue pushed down and dominated on Jake's tongue once again, Jake tried even harder this time to put up a fight but Cranston's tongue was still too big and dominating.
"Mmmmmf," Jake moaned as he felt the lion's big warm body push up against his. He could feel the air exhale out of the overpowering lion's nose, his paws pulling him even closer. Jake's stomach felt warmer as Cranston's dick got sandwiched against both their bellies. Jake felt the big penis grow and slither up his belly like a snake which made him squeak as they kissed. Jake tried to reach around the lion's big waist and grab his ass but every time he tried to get a good grip the dick grew even bigger up his chest. Cranston growled low under his breath. They could both feel each others breath push on their noses now as the hot water kept spraying on them.
They finally broke the kiss. A lot of the soap was still bubbling on Jake's chest but that was nothing compared to the soap that was hanging on Cranston's rod. He smiled as he turned and let the shower water wash on him, the suds traveling down his member and onto his sac before finally hitting the floor. Jake's tongue hung out as he looked at it clean itself under the shower water. He was huge! It was easily eleven inches, twelve inches, and it was still growing! Jake's tail started arching up as he leaned in close and gave the tip a couple of good licks. Jake rubbed on it, it was thick, as big around as his arm!
"Time to finish wolfy," Cranston smiled an evil smile. He suddenly grabbed the wolf and turned him around and reached under his armpits and lifted him up to the shower sprayer.
"Eep! Ah, what the hell?!" Jake laughed as his feet wiggled around wildly as the shower sprayed hard down on his soapy chest, the soap seeping off his body and into the drain. Jake kept squirming, he felt the gigantic Cranston could have lifted him up so high he'd be humping the ceiling.
"Open your legs honey," Cranston said.
Jake started to pull his legs out to the side when Jake started being gently brought back down. He felt something start to push against his tailhole.
"Oh gawd! I don't have any lube--mmf, Gruff!" Jake growled a lustful growl.
"Mmf, don't worry. I'll be gentle," Cranston pushed in deeper. He pushed Jake up against the wall. The wall still felt very chilly against his body but his tailhole extremely hot. Jake's feet finally found the floor again but he couldn't relax for even a split second with this monster's penis inside of him.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck!" Jake shouted. Cranston leaned in and bit down on Jake's neck. "Afff! Mmmmfffff," Jake whimpered like a puppy as the lion's bite took hold of him tighter than any submission hold he's ever been in. Cranston growled another low growl. He released the bite leaving a big purple mark on the wolf's neck.
Cranston whispered, "Hun, you've got to be quiet, we don't want to get in trouble with the boss."
Jake tried not to yelp, "Right! Mmf, right."
"Good hehe." The monster penis was pushing slowly in and out of Jake's tailhole. He tried to hold on to Cranston's paws which were locked in tight around the wolf's waist. Jake's dick was throbbing like crazy as he started pawing himself off and it didn't take long for him to cum like crazy all over the wall within a matter of seconds.
Cranston's thrusts started getting faster and faster. The lion couldn't contain himself much longer as he started moaning, but not too loud as the squeezing pressure of Jake's tight ass felt better and better with each thrust. He could smell Jake's wet spunk on the shower wall which made his monstrous cock start to tingle. Cranston let out one more low growl as he climaxed good inside the wolf. Jake's tailhole felt even warmer as it filled with the lion's thick spunk. Cranston could see some of the white liquid ooze drip down his penis and land with a little splat on the floor before he kicked it down the drain.
They both panted on each other for minutes, letting the hot water spray on their fur, cleaning up whatever mess they may have made. Cranston tapped a light tap on the black wolf's shoulder as he pulled out. Jake was too drained by this point. In fact if Cranston had let go of him he felt he'd surely fall to the floor, but Cranston held onto him as he splashed more of the water on the wolf's tailhole and gently inserted a few fingers in it to help get him clean.
Jake felt Cranston's strong paws turn him around. He was met with another gorgeous smile and that same sparkling brown eyes. Jake panted, he felt he was finally able to move his body again as he twisted the nozzle on the shower wall. The water calmed itself down to a drip within seconds.
There they were, with nothing but the sound of dripping water hitting the drain. They pulled each other into another long-lasting romantic kiss that felt like it could never be stopped. But they knew they had to stop the kiss eventually. For they soon had to pack up and make their way to the next scheduled city where the next Ring King Quarterfinal match was going to take place.
TO BE CONTINUED . . .